Masa Anestesiada
Porque han traído basura nuclear
al suelo limpio y rincón final.
Donde no hay fabricas de muerte aun,
y no se comercializó el ataud.
Oh no!
No echen.
Sobre mi, su error.
No!
No tapen la luz.
Con la enorme cruz de su desviación.
La gran masa anestesiada
se revuelca en egoísmo.
Y sí le encuentro un sentido,
se ha entregado al escapismo.
No!
No echen.
Sobre mi, su error.
No!
No tapen la luz.
Con la enorme cruz de su desviación.
Desviación.
Porque han traído la infección mortal
al suelo limpio y rincón final.
Donde no hay nubes de muerte aun,
y no se comercializó el ataud.
Oh no!
No echen.
Sobre mi, su error.
No!
No tapen la luz.
Con la enorme cruz de su desviación.
No!
No echen.
Sobre mi, su error.
Sobre mi, su desviación.
Numb Mass
Because they have brought nuclear waste
to the clean ground and final corner.
Where there are no death factories yet,
and the coffin has not been commercialized.
Oh no!
Don't throw.
On me, your mistake.
No!
Don't cover the light.
With the huge cross of your deviation.
The numb mass
writhes in selfishness.
And if I find a meaning,
it has surrendered to escapism.
No!
Don't throw.
On me, your mistake.
No!
Don't cover the light.
With the huge cross of your deviation.
Deviation.
Because they have brought the deadly infection
to the clean ground and final corner.
Where there are no death clouds yet,
and the coffin has not been commercialized.
Oh no!
Don't throw.
On me, your mistake.
No!
Don't cover the light.
With the huge cross of your deviation.
No!
Don't throw.
On me, your mistake.
On me, your deviation.
Escrita por: A.Romano / R.Iorio